Guardian angel (Sequel to Ghost Girl), chapter 2
Hannah scowled as she heard Tre and Mike knock on the door, then go inside for beer.
"You doin' ok?" asked Billie Joe, coming out to check on her.
"Look, if this was maybe something like National Garage Day, then you would be the one cleaning the garage, and I'd be with my friends."
"But you're an angel, your friends are...well...dead."
"Might be so, no reason they can't take on almost human forms like me."
It was Billie Joe's turn to scowl. He turned around and marched straight back into the house. Hannah smiled, spread her wings, took off quietly, and followed him.
"Hi, Hannah!" yelled Tre as Billie Joe entered the room.
"Tre, I'm Billie."
"Look behind you..." came Hannah's quiet voice from out in the hallway. Billie Joe turned around, only no one was there. He was too busy looking around the hall, he didn't see Hannah (who had attached herself to the ceiling) crawl along the ceiling, through the door, then let go of the ceiling and land quietly in the sitting room.
***
Hannah pulled out two feathers (one on each side) and gave them to Tre and Mike (one each). Hannah smiled, took off and flew out the window.
"Look, have you guys seen Hannah anywhere?" Billie Joe asked, but was cut off from complaining, by two more angelic shapes materialising.
***
Billie Joe stormed down to the garage and found Hannah shifting through a pile of lyrics.
"Hands off, those are private," he snapped, grabbing them and shoving them back in their box. Hannah shrugged and moved another box out the way. "Hannah, I don't want you going through any more stuff, ok? Just clean it."
"Look, if this was National Garage Day..." Hannah trailed off, she had a happy look on her face. (You know the one you get in cartoon strips where you get little light bulbs appear over their heads.) "I got it!" she exclaimed. "National Garage Day!" She snapped her fingers (ouch) and the box of song lyrics burst into flames (double ouch).
When the flames cleared, there was a pile of ashes (the song lyrics), and Gerard Way standing there, looking confused. (No, silly, Gerard Way was standing there, not the pile of ashes, the pile of ashes was in a heap on the ground. And it was Gerard who had the confused look on his face, piles of ashes don't have faces...do they?)
He looked around shrugged and said, "It's a change, I guess."
***
"Thing is, last thing I remember is cleaning out my garage, then I felt like I was being burnt alive. And here I am," Gerard explained.
Billie Joe glared at Hannah, who smiled back.
"Here, take this, it fell outm" said Hannah innocently, handing Gerard a small black feather, suspiciously like the ones in Hannah's wings. He looked confused but put it in his pocket. Hannah smirked at Billie Joe and went indoors.
A couple of minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Billie Joe looked up from the pile of crap he and Gerard were shifting and said, "Hannah'll get it."
A bit of screaming went on inside, happy screaming. Gerard sat down on one of the many boxes, Billie Joe lent back against the door, which immediately opened inwards, causing Billie Joe to stumble backwards and fall over on the step.
He stood up. "Fuck you, Hannah," he muttered darkly, he turned around and...
Wham.
A small feather bundle hit his head at full speed, knocking him forwards. He stood up, only to see Hannah clinging onto the roof of the garage, wings stretched out for balance. He turned around to close the door, but...
Wham.
Another feathery bundle hit his head, and he fell over forwards, again. Gerard cracked up. Billie Joe got up quickly, but yet again...
Wham.
Yet another feathery bundle hit his head and he fell forwards, yet again. He army-crawled out of the way of the door, stood up, and promptly fell over again thanks to the shock of seeing what he was seeing.
Hannah was hanging onto the ceiling, but Taz and Hazel were there with her.
Hazel hadn't changed a bit, even the nice busted up nose Hannah had given her was still there. Only, same as Hannah, she had a pair of huge, dark purple, feathery wings sprouting out of her shoulder blades.
Taz was same the same old hyper moron. Now giggling uncontrollably, she also had wings, black and white striped (emo angel!).
Gerard started laughing even harder as Hannah flew over to give Billie Joe a hand up, but knocked him over, then sat on his back, preventing him from going anywhere. Taz giggled so much she fell off the roof, and Gerard fell off his box in fright.
They were all laughing, apart from Billie Joe, who was still struggling to get Hannah off him.
"Ummm...ok, are you going to stop being idiots, or do I have to make you?"
They all looked at the doorway.
"Crap," muttered Hannah, standing up, helping Billie Joe up, 'accidentally' cuffing him round the head with her wing, then folding her wings neatly behind her shoulders.
Hazel got down and, looking scared, dragged Mike out from the doorway and stood next to him.
Taz got up, then started giggling at Gerard trying to get up from in between two boxes, took one look at the doorway, and helped Gerard up, then sat on his box.
Tre cowered behind the tall angel in the doorway.
She was standing there, brilliantly white wings and long, blonde hair. While Taz, Hannah, and Hazel were wearing jeans and t-shirts, she was wearing the typical angelic long, white dress.
Hazel rolled her eyes and earned herself a glare from the newcomer.
"I'm Isabel, Tre's angel," she said in that smug voice we all know and hate. "And you are?" She looked down her nose at Hannah, Hazel, and Taz.
"Hannah, his angel," said Hannah, pointing at Billie Joe.
"Hazel, and I'm Mike's!" squeaked Hazel. "Angel." She quieted down.
Taz passed out.
"She has a teeny bit of a crush on Gerard Way," Hazel explained.
"A 'teeny bit' meaning she loves him half to death, would do anything for him, and bored us all stupid when she got tickets to see My Chemical Romance," Hannah pointed out. Hazel nodded.
***
"I hate Isabel," Taz complained.
The three of them (Taz, Hannah, and Hazel) were lounging around at Mike's place while Green Day practiced in the garage that was noticeably cleaner than Billie Joe's. Isabel had buggered off to go and have a chat with her friends.
"I mean, she's such a cow, and yet she has way more power than us. It's so not fair."
Hannah nodded. Hazel shouted "What?" from the kitchen where she was getting coffee.
"Isabel, such a cow," Hannah said, as Hazel walked in.
"Oh, her. Yeah, she's a bitch."
"But look at the bright side of things, at least we're not outside; it's boiling hot and we'd have to wear the bloody raincoats to hide our wings," Hannah said, trying to lighten the dark mood. Hazel stretched her wings out fully to prove the point.
"Let's look at the dark side of things." Taz was determined not to let anyone be happy. "We get stuck with that whore, Isabel, we have to wear stupid raincoats every time we go outside so we don't show our wings..."
"And Mayble isn't here to put you in your place," Hazel pointed out.
"Death sucks," Hannah muttered darkly.
"You doin' ok?" asked Billie Joe, coming out to check on her.
"Look, if this was maybe something like National Garage Day, then you would be the one cleaning the garage, and I'd be with my friends."
"But you're an angel, your friends are...well...dead."
"Might be so, no reason they can't take on almost human forms like me."
It was Billie Joe's turn to scowl. He turned around and marched straight back into the house. Hannah smiled, spread her wings, took off quietly, and followed him.
"Hi, Hannah!" yelled Tre as Billie Joe entered the room.
"Tre, I'm Billie."
"Look behind you..." came Hannah's quiet voice from out in the hallway. Billie Joe turned around, only no one was there. He was too busy looking around the hall, he didn't see Hannah (who had attached herself to the ceiling) crawl along the ceiling, through the door, then let go of the ceiling and land quietly in the sitting room.
***
Hannah pulled out two feathers (one on each side) and gave them to Tre and Mike (one each). Hannah smiled, took off and flew out the window.
"Look, have you guys seen Hannah anywhere?" Billie Joe asked, but was cut off from complaining, by two more angelic shapes materialising.
***
Billie Joe stormed down to the garage and found Hannah shifting through a pile of lyrics.
"Hands off, those are private," he snapped, grabbing them and shoving them back in their box. Hannah shrugged and moved another box out the way. "Hannah, I don't want you going through any more stuff, ok? Just clean it."
"Look, if this was National Garage Day..." Hannah trailed off, she had a happy look on her face. (You know the one you get in cartoon strips where you get little light bulbs appear over their heads.) "I got it!" she exclaimed. "National Garage Day!" She snapped her fingers (ouch) and the box of song lyrics burst into flames (double ouch).
When the flames cleared, there was a pile of ashes (the song lyrics), and Gerard Way standing there, looking confused. (No, silly, Gerard Way was standing there, not the pile of ashes, the pile of ashes was in a heap on the ground. And it was Gerard who had the confused look on his face, piles of ashes don't have faces...do they?)
He looked around shrugged and said, "It's a change, I guess."
***
"Thing is, last thing I remember is cleaning out my garage, then I felt like I was being burnt alive. And here I am," Gerard explained.
Billie Joe glared at Hannah, who smiled back.
"Here, take this, it fell outm" said Hannah innocently, handing Gerard a small black feather, suspiciously like the ones in Hannah's wings. He looked confused but put it in his pocket. Hannah smirked at Billie Joe and went indoors.
A couple of minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Billie Joe looked up from the pile of crap he and Gerard were shifting and said, "Hannah'll get it."
A bit of screaming went on inside, happy screaming. Gerard sat down on one of the many boxes, Billie Joe lent back against the door, which immediately opened inwards, causing Billie Joe to stumble backwards and fall over on the step.
He stood up. "Fuck you, Hannah," he muttered darkly, he turned around and...
Wham.
A small feather bundle hit his head at full speed, knocking him forwards. He stood up, only to see Hannah clinging onto the roof of the garage, wings stretched out for balance. He turned around to close the door, but...
Wham.
Another feathery bundle hit his head, and he fell over forwards, again. Gerard cracked up. Billie Joe got up quickly, but yet again...
Wham.
Yet another feathery bundle hit his head and he fell forwards, yet again. He army-crawled out of the way of the door, stood up, and promptly fell over again thanks to the shock of seeing what he was seeing.
Hannah was hanging onto the ceiling, but Taz and Hazel were there with her.
Hazel hadn't changed a bit, even the nice busted up nose Hannah had given her was still there. Only, same as Hannah, she had a pair of huge, dark purple, feathery wings sprouting out of her shoulder blades.
Taz was same the same old hyper moron. Now giggling uncontrollably, she also had wings, black and white striped (emo angel!).
Gerard started laughing even harder as Hannah flew over to give Billie Joe a hand up, but knocked him over, then sat on his back, preventing him from going anywhere. Taz giggled so much she fell off the roof, and Gerard fell off his box in fright.
They were all laughing, apart from Billie Joe, who was still struggling to get Hannah off him.
"Ummm...ok, are you going to stop being idiots, or do I have to make you?"
They all looked at the doorway.
"Crap," muttered Hannah, standing up, helping Billie Joe up, 'accidentally' cuffing him round the head with her wing, then folding her wings neatly behind her shoulders.
Hazel got down and, looking scared, dragged Mike out from the doorway and stood next to him.
Taz got up, then started giggling at Gerard trying to get up from in between two boxes, took one look at the doorway, and helped Gerard up, then sat on his box.
Tre cowered behind the tall angel in the doorway.
She was standing there, brilliantly white wings and long, blonde hair. While Taz, Hannah, and Hazel were wearing jeans and t-shirts, she was wearing the typical angelic long, white dress.
Hazel rolled her eyes and earned herself a glare from the newcomer.
"I'm Isabel, Tre's angel," she said in that smug voice we all know and hate. "And you are?" She looked down her nose at Hannah, Hazel, and Taz.
"Hannah, his angel," said Hannah, pointing at Billie Joe.
"Hazel, and I'm Mike's!" squeaked Hazel. "Angel." She quieted down.
Taz passed out.
"She has a teeny bit of a crush on Gerard Way," Hazel explained.
"A 'teeny bit' meaning she loves him half to death, would do anything for him, and bored us all stupid when she got tickets to see My Chemical Romance," Hannah pointed out. Hazel nodded.
***
"I hate Isabel," Taz complained.
The three of them (Taz, Hannah, and Hazel) were lounging around at Mike's place while Green Day practiced in the garage that was noticeably cleaner than Billie Joe's. Isabel had buggered off to go and have a chat with her friends.
"I mean, she's such a cow, and yet she has way more power than us. It's so not fair."
Hannah nodded. Hazel shouted "What?" from the kitchen where she was getting coffee.
"Isabel, such a cow," Hannah said, as Hazel walked in.
"Oh, her. Yeah, she's a bitch."
"But look at the bright side of things, at least we're not outside; it's boiling hot and we'd have to wear the bloody raincoats to hide our wings," Hannah said, trying to lighten the dark mood. Hazel stretched her wings out fully to prove the point.
"Let's look at the dark side of things." Taz was determined not to let anyone be happy. "We get stuck with that whore, Isabel, we have to wear stupid raincoats every time we go outside so we don't show our wings..."
"And Mayble isn't here to put you in your place," Hazel pointed out.
"Death sucks," Hannah muttered darkly.
